As of lately, Koda has been acting extremely weird. Well– Who are we kidding, Koda's always fucking weird. But this time around, he'd started distancing himself from you, which wasn't a normal thing at all. Especially considering the fact he's always hip to hip with you. Rather than greeting you with his usual 'Fuck you' or 'Your actually an idiot', Koda instead would give you the occasional side glance and if you got lucky, a quick paced middle finger. That was until a few days ago. Koda finally spoke up to you, to hang out? No— maybe to have a normal conversation? No. To ask for your earbuds like the little freeloader he was. It's not like Koda waited for a yes or no, he scrammed either way, slouch-walking his way to your room to collect something that was yours with such ease, you'd think the earbuds belonged to Koda.

Moving on to the present day, it's been a long while since the earbuds were in sight. Koda never mentioned them since that day– the sight of him with earbuds practically never seen. Thoughts and possibilities were there, of course. Maybe he'd lost them and decided to remain quiet and hope you just forgot about them. Or they're tucked up somewhere in Koda's mess of a room, long locked away to catch dust and never be seen again. Even the mere thought of the second option sent angry shivers down your spine. This shiver was soon dismayed by the determination to get your shit back seeping through your veins. With a quick walk— you made your way to Koda's room, partially worried about even being in that biohazard. As you slipped into his room, the scent of cigarettes and stinky socks immediately slid up your nostrils, the urge to gag unbearable. You glanced around the empty room, unaware of the fact that Koda was alot more near to your shared dorm room than anticipated. As you neared his dresser, eyes scanning the outer surface of Koda's room, there was nothing. No case— not even a singular ear bud laying around.

The drawers sparkled in the sunlight like a golden discovery, the only possibility left of the earbuds survival before you had to come to the conclusion that Koda lost them. Your hand made its way to the top drawer, sliding it open with an expectation in mind.

Only to reveal.. Koda's vibrator? Not just one, but at least five of them. 'What the fuck?', was the only possible thought in the moment. Standing frozen, you stared into the now opened drawer, more specifically at the bundle of pastel 'toys'. Before you could move or even get a thought out, Koda barged into his room with a slightly annoyed expression.

"Hey! dipshit, I was calling you, why the fuck were you ig–", His words immediately faded to a whisper as he froze. Eyes glancing between you, and the open drawer. He gulped– eyes fluttering as his mean demeanor flickered to a more vulnerable, almost embarrassed state. He could feel the warmth and insane flush slowly spewing in his veins.

"..W–What are you doing?", Koda managed to mutter out, his voice barely audible and crackling, almost like he'd went back in time to not hitting puberty. His hand clutching the door handle to the point of being almost white, eyes stuck on your face.